Betray Me Not
A poem on attraction and its magic
A sigh, a scent, a sense it is,
The dance, those lips how do you miss,
Words uttered and it feels magic as if,
Breath fast and slow, in rhythms it flows,
Eyes do betray, have no control.
This feels so fresh, is still the same,
You vowed to not ever let this play,
Then how so now, it beats as drums,
Pounding each time, as it hums,
Heart welcomes this delightful quest.
Songs of lovers, and passion of fire,
You hear, and mind sings along,
Radiant light reflects, and your skin glows in it,
Cherry hues give those cheeks a touch,
Oh my, oh my it is too much.
What of all those around, compose yourself,
Or soon you shall be found,
Don’t betray me, my mind anymore.
The elevator doors open, your floor is here,
You hear your name, your steps soon halt,
It hits you like a beautiful blue bolt,
Turned around now you see, those smile and bright eyes walking to thee.
©️ Akshita Singh June 2021. All rights reserved.
